Forty-five minutes later, he burst through the front door, his face pink, his shirt sticking to his chest, and holy shit, she wanted to pull his clothes off immediately.
What’s eigido? Eli asked, mangling the word.The tears I was trying to blink away spilled over and dashed down my cheeks.
I remembered the word as he spoke. The word in his first line when he still stood uninjured at the door.E-igido, I whispered, finally placing the term. E-igido means ‘my sister.’ I was an only child. My father died when I was five years old, killed by white men in front of me. He might smell of truth, but this man lied. For reasons I couldn’t explain, that final lie cut deep.The man claiming to be my brother was no longer in the room with us, though to be fair, with skinwalker hearing he probably could hear us chatting.
Littermate, Beast thought at me. I ignored her. It was impossible.He knows just enough to have done his research, Alex said. Most everything he said is either on video on YouTube or in Reach’s data files. Just because Reach is hiding from us doesn’t mean he’s dead. He might have sold the info to PsyLED.
Reach had been the best researcher in the paranormal world. He maintained he had been tortured for his data and then had disappeared, not that we had undisputed evidence of his claim. We had acquired most of his files, and Alex, the electronic genius of Yellowrock Securities, had married the files into our own, making Alex the researcher at the top of the heap.
His scent, I said, laying back my head on the sofa and closing my eyes against the headache. I was exhausted and even the hazy daylight through the windows still hurt. He has a natural floral scent. Just like the vamps said. There had been a yellow-eyed Cherokee in the city over a hundred years ago, and she had smelled like flowers. I don’t think my Tsalagi birth name or my clan name is on record anywhere. Aggie One Feather hasn’t shared it. I insulted her when I called to ask. And Beast called him littermate. He’s my kinsman. If not my brother, then half brother. Cousin at the very least. But I was an only child. I didn’t have a brother or sister; only hints and blurred images of my mother and not much more of my father. I don’t know how . . . I don’t know anything. I raised my voice though it sent a spike of pain through my head. Edmund, you making nice-nice?Darian shrugged. "I don't think it matters. Adelaide treats us like her boys, and she's much younger than most of the warriors."
Colton tugged on Kendrick's sleeve and jerked his head toward the door. "We're running out for a bit, but we'll be right back." He announced to the women.Kendrick set his tea down and reluctantly followed the wolf shifter out into the foyer along with Gavriel and Darian. He noticed that most of the women were so out of it that they didn't even wave goodbye.
Aiden shut the front door, and when he turned around and saw them standing there, he frowned. "What do you all want?"Colton brought a finger to his lips. "Shush, the women will hear."